Patricia Wilson
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The next three days passed slowly in the library and quickly outside of it. Truth’s knowledge of possession was now alarmingly broad, and while his knowledge of baptisms was less so, he had come to some curious conclusions about them. A lot of magical rituals were, to his slight surprise, indistinguishable from religious rituals. They were, in fact, the same thing, just done for often quite different reasons. The tragic story of Magus Lorenz was a good example. Under almost any other circumstances,…-
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Truth awoke to the screams of the System and the faintest smell of cigarettes. Dad was a heavy smoker. You never forgot the smell of stale cigarette butts or how the smoke ground its way into your clothes. How the smell seemed to creep into every part of your life, making you go scent blind to it until it jolted out at you again. Choking you like ash from a toxic fire. This wasn’t Red Bats, though. It didn’t have that heady, sickly sweet trace of opium. This was rough stuff, heavy with tar. He got…
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The Shotibl were not lovely birds. Tall, covered in rough gray feathers, and with a face dominated by a wide hooked beak as long as a forearm. They had a deathly glare to them. And yet, they were quite docile, according to Jember. These Shotibl decided there was no future for the meek. They were thirsty. They would drink that strange water from another dimension. Truth and the others would die for standing in their way. Truth had a magic sword. It was a really, really good magic sword. And he cheerfully…
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“What exactly is “Station Six,” and what exactly are we doing here?” Truth asked. Quite calmly, in his opinion. “Station Six is shorthand for ‘National Agroforestry Research Station, South-West Region, #6.’ Originally it was set up to research ways to combine sustainable forestry management with the needs of agriculture.” Merkovah apparently saw nothing wrong with his tone. Truth nodded, not seeing the connection to “little kinks in reality.” “One day, approximately thirty years…
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Body Development Sheet *Now With Helpful Notes!* Stellar Ray Attunement- 90%* Bone Density- 5.7* Strength- 4.4* Speed- 4.1* Proprioception- 7.7* Reflexes- 7.9* [This stat may need to go. Level Progression- 2% Skin Toughness- 4.2* Resistance to magic- Level 0: 30%, Level 1: 12%, Level 2: 9%, Level 3: 3% Spell Mastery: Meditations of Valentinian: unknowable, but not impressive so far. Although, the subtle increases in your spell resistance are interesting. If accidental. Magical…
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Truth had questions. Many questions. Unanswered questions, as Merkovah ended the veil and pressed his finger to his lips. Truth left in an odd mood. He figured that he could put a couple of hours in at the library, work out, then maybe back to the library. Light workout. It had been a trying day. Etenesh was camped at a table with two notebooks, several academic journals, and a stack of books. She seemed to be reading seven things at once while trying to take notes with three hands. It was entertaining to…
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While operator error is the most likely cause, it's worth noting that RR has been wonky today. I don't know if anyone noticed (outside hypervigilant authors) but RS went very odd about an hour ago. Books with sub-200 followers were on the front page, and most of the top 10 had less than a thousand. Now, this was fixed in just a couple of minutes, but still. I know RR's admin team is getting ready to launch an RR app at some point in the not-too-distant future, and my, purely speculative take is that they…
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Truth escaped with his clothes, if not his dignity. The outraged shopkeeper, a fellow member of the round hat club, was still scolding Jember. Jember didn’t seem very remorseful. It was all in good fun. Apparently. Truth made his way back towards the university in something of a welter of emotion. He kept going around and around in circles. Etenesh touching him, worrying over him. Jember’s honest, if overly direct, appreciation. When he got right down to it, it was hard to tell if the cousins were…
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“Would you be interested in trying? Fighting a much more powerful being than yourself? There are few opportunities to train against such an opponent in any degree of safety. But we could summon a level four demon for you to test yourself against.” Merkovah offered. “I would be able to restrain and banish them if necessary.” Truth thought about it for a moment. That… was an awesome offer, actually. It would be smart to understand what higher-level combat was like. “Yes, thank you, Teacher,…
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Truth started to cast the universal spell, then hesitated. Truth drew the sword and instantly felt the difference. He knew exactly where every inch of the sword was in space. He knew precisely how the force would be distributed along the blade, depending on where in his swing he made contact. He knew where it needed sharpening and where it just needed honing. He could instinctively align the edge with the direction of the cut, ensuring no miscuts. And then he found the enchantments. “For the Glory of…
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